I grew up in what some would call a sheltered household. finances where tight and monitored, privacy, music and certain “western” ideologies were frowned upon and religion raine supreme, almost every aspic of my life was dictated
I craved the ability to choose for myself; to pick my own path and succeed or fail on my terms.
so about 12 years ago, I got my first gig from a high school teacher to design a website for some of his friends (by god i didn't know what i was doing then) the pay wasn't much but it was cash. cash money! untraceable! I could hide it and no one in my family would know!
what did i do with that little stash of secret freedom? I walked to the mall, and bought something that would for me symbolizes my journey towards freedom
A wallet …. this one, the same one I have used for the last 12 years.
one genuine leather timberland trifold wallet, a hidden symbol of independence always tucked in my back pocket.
now with my 30th birthday coming up I feel that it's time to put this away and find a new one … something that i even have a hand in making. A true symbol of my independence.